Shadows of the fallen leaves.
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Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,153
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4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Damned Eyes
*Edit for Grammar, Punctuation, and little tweaks to spelling(mainly the random capitals I seems so fond of.) >.>
Ok short reminder. “…” means talking Italics means thinking
Those Eyes…..Damn that girl and her eyes…..Those beautiful eyes…..
Those were the thoughts in the ninja’s head as he and his team flew through trees at breakneck pace. Visions of the kunoichi dancing through his skull, the kunoichi with jade eyes…..
“Hey! Pay attention! We’re almost there.” The ninja to his left called out in a quite whisper.
“Right. Just don’t get in the way again, I don’t want to have to kill you.” His response was cold as usual. Not that he cared one way or another for his teammates they were a liability, that was all. He had to wait an extra 6 years because of them to enter the Chunin exams and now as the time approached all he could do was bide his time with missions trying to force the image of the damned kunoichi out of his head. Why did her image plague him so?
He thought for a minute as he traveled and remember the first time he had seen her….
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A scream of anger and then a whimper. It was enough of a reason for most to look, and that’s exactly what his team did as the boy glad in orange, who was currently holding the fast swelling lump on his forehead, Yelled at the kunoichi he was sitting next to. Which gained him little more 2 more swats to the skull causing him to fall limply from his seat at the ramen bar and onto the hard ground below.
“Baka, Get up. You’re embarrassing yourself.” Quipped the slightly taller boy sitting on the other side of the fool on the ground. As the boy stood he muttered cursing the boy for calling him an idiot…Which made the man sitting with them to utter a sigh of disinterest as he shoved his head back into a dog eared copy of Icha Icha Paradise.
“Naruto, you know if you didn’t insist on being such a loser, Sakura might look your way.” The black haired boy remarked with a smile that ensured anyone within 10 feet of him would know he was a jerk, with an ego large enough to carve a mountain from.
“What was that Sasuke?!”
“I called you a loser, Loser.” That grin was enough to make him get up and knock his teeth to the back of his throat.
Over at his table he stood quietly, bushed the chair in and walked off. “I can’t eat with all the noise around here. I’ll be at the bridge. Waiting.” He said as he walked past the two idiots who were trying to sound smart as they tossed insults back and forth.
And that was when he saw her. Really saw her. As she looked on at the two boys, he caught a glimpse of her eyes; Eyes that said take me away from here, away from them, away from everything. And as a he walked on never stopping he realized that he had wanted to.
Damn Her! Damn her and her beautiful eyes……
He had given up his attachments, when his parents had died or been killed rather. He had nearly lost it, his 2 brothers, one a year younger then him and the other a mere infant, was all he had and had it not been for the kindness of a stranger he would have.
Damn him too.
He didn’t want to think of the older boy that had been his friend for some odd reason he was 5 years older then he was yet he was always nice to him. He still didn’t understand why he had. But at the time he was glad to have someone that was able to be nice to him. His youngest brother wasn’t helping in that matter at all.
Damn him too. Even if it wasn’t his fault.
And his life though tragic had progressed relatively well; at the age of four he entered the ninja academy at his late father’s request.
Like that meant much, He’d been dead for over a year.
He progressed quickly thanks to his teachers who pushed him and the only two people he considered his friends.
Until….
Until it happened. The 2nd incident that would leave his life a shamble, his younger brother disappeared at the age of four. Just Vanished. No idea where he went, and frankly he didn’t care. He had distanced himself from his brothers anyway but then. One of his friends was found dead. And then they were blaming his other friend, the boy that had been there and taken care of him for so long not as a friend but like a younger brother.
I still don’t believe he could have done that, But he did. He killed him and then he killed the rest of them all except for one. I was surprised he didn’t kill me, no he had other plans.
He was standing on the bridge that headed towards the training grounds. Standing there looking…..Dead to the world. His eyes looked different as the younger boy approached not speaking. Trying to be sneaky.
“I know your there.” was all he said but it sent a shiver down the boy’s spine. “Are you afraid?” he asked coldly.
“No, I’m not.” He had answered bolder then he expected, he thought he might just fall and cry, but he hadn’t he had stood there and said he wasn’t afraid.
“Good. You have no reason to be, after all….Unless you believe that I did it as well.” and that’s when the boy’s resolve had crumbled. He knew his friend had done it. He could see it in his eyes, the way they changed, the way they seemed to hold such disdain for everything.
“Why did you kill him? Why did you kill Shisui?!” he slumped crying to himself….
Gods was I really that weak?
The older boy laughed. “None of my clan deserved to continue on. They had grown weak with over confidence on their gift. I’ve lost all hope for them.”
He offered me something then. A chance. A chance to survive past the incident on the bridge…..
He snapped out of his thoughts as they arrived at their destination, gods it was dreary, dead trees everywhere, brown grass. And a dried up stream.
“So this is where we are supposed to get the drop from the Iwakagure shinobi?”
“Yeah, it is.” the older ninja said, rubbing his eyes.
He looks like shit probably another night at a brothel. Damn bastard couldn’t he act like a sensei once!?
“So where are they?” Something was wrong ninja drops are fast; this was taking to long almost like it was a trap….
And no sooner had he thought it was the trap sprung. From above a torrent of kunai rained down on them, He moved has did the Sensei unfortunately one of squad mates didn’t react fast enough and was skewered.
“Bastards! Where are they?” As the older ninja looked around a kunai whirred past his head nearly slicing his neck and he heard a cry of pain come from behind him. “Damn it, don’t cut it so close!”
“Shut up and do something then!” The ninja caught them and now they had to fight for their lives. But that was ok. He would slaughter the bastards who laid this trap. The Bastards that killed his squad mate. The bastards that awoke the gate.
And hopefully the image of those damned jade eyes would leave him…
Ok short reminder. “…” means talking Italics means thinking
Those Eyes…..Damn that girl and her eyes…..Those beautiful eyes…..
Those were the thoughts in the ninja’s head as he and his team flew through trees at breakneck pace. Visions of the kunoichi dancing through his skull, the kunoichi with jade eyes…..
“Hey! Pay attention! We’re almost there.” The ninja to his left called out in a quite whisper.
“Right. Just don’t get in the way again, I don’t want to have to kill you.” His response was cold as usual. Not that he cared one way or another for his teammates they were a liability, that was all. He had to wait an extra 6 years because of them to enter the Chunin exams and now as the time approached all he could do was bide his time with missions trying to force the image of the damned kunoichi out of his head. Why did her image plague him so?
He thought for a minute as he traveled and remember the first time he had seen her….
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A scream of anger and then a whimper. It was enough of a reason for most to look, and that’s exactly what his team did as the boy glad in orange, who was currently holding the fast swelling lump on his forehead, Yelled at the kunoichi he was sitting next to. Which gained him little more 2 more swats to the skull causing him to fall limply from his seat at the ramen bar and onto the hard ground below.
“Baka, Get up. You’re embarrassing yourself.” Quipped the slightly taller boy sitting on the other side of the fool on the ground. As the boy stood he muttered cursing the boy for calling him an idiot…Which made the man sitting with them to utter a sigh of disinterest as he shoved his head back into a dog eared copy of Icha Icha Paradise.
“Naruto, you know if you didn’t insist on being such a loser, Sakura might look your way.” The black haired boy remarked with a smile that ensured anyone within 10 feet of him would know he was a jerk, with an ego large enough to carve a mountain from.
“What was that Sasuke?!”
“I called you a loser, Loser.” That grin was enough to make him get up and knock his teeth to the back of his throat.
Over at his table he stood quietly, bushed the chair in and walked off. “I can’t eat with all the noise around here. I’ll be at the bridge. Waiting.” He said as he walked past the two idiots who were trying to sound smart as they tossed insults back and forth.
And that was when he saw her. Really saw her. As she looked on at the two boys, he caught a glimpse of her eyes; Eyes that said take me away from here, away from them, away from everything. And as a he walked on never stopping he realized that he had wanted to.
Damn Her! Damn her and her beautiful eyes……
He had given up his attachments, when his parents had died or been killed rather. He had nearly lost it, his 2 brothers, one a year younger then him and the other a mere infant, was all he had and had it not been for the kindness of a stranger he would have.
Damn him too.
He didn’t want to think of the older boy that had been his friend for some odd reason he was 5 years older then he was yet he was always nice to him. He still didn’t understand why he had. But at the time he was glad to have someone that was able to be nice to him. His youngest brother wasn’t helping in that matter at all.
Damn him too. Even if it wasn’t his fault.
And his life though tragic had progressed relatively well; at the age of four he entered the ninja academy at his late father’s request.
Like that meant much, He’d been dead for over a year.
He progressed quickly thanks to his teachers who pushed him and the only two people he considered his friends.
Until….
Until it happened. The 2nd incident that would leave his life a shamble, his younger brother disappeared at the age of four. Just Vanished. No idea where he went, and frankly he didn’t care. He had distanced himself from his brothers anyway but then. One of his friends was found dead. And then they were blaming his other friend, the boy that had been there and taken care of him for so long not as a friend but like a younger brother.
I still don’t believe he could have done that, But he did. He killed him and then he killed the rest of them all except for one. I was surprised he didn’t kill me, no he had other plans.
He was standing on the bridge that headed towards the training grounds. Standing there looking…..Dead to the world. His eyes looked different as the younger boy approached not speaking. Trying to be sneaky.
“I know your there.” was all he said but it sent a shiver down the boy’s spine. “Are you afraid?” he asked coldly.
“No, I’m not.” He had answered bolder then he expected, he thought he might just fall and cry, but he hadn’t he had stood there and said he wasn’t afraid.
“Good. You have no reason to be, after all….Unless you believe that I did it as well.” and that’s when the boy’s resolve had crumbled. He knew his friend had done it. He could see it in his eyes, the way they changed, the way they seemed to hold such disdain for everything.
“Why did you kill him? Why did you kill Shisui?!” he slumped crying to himself….
Gods was I really that weak?
The older boy laughed. “None of my clan deserved to continue on. They had grown weak with over confidence on their gift. I’ve lost all hope for them.”
He offered me something then. A chance. A chance to survive past the incident on the bridge…..
He snapped out of his thoughts as they arrived at their destination, gods it was dreary, dead trees everywhere, brown grass. And a dried up stream.
“So this is where we are supposed to get the drop from the Iwakagure shinobi?”
“Yeah, it is.” the older ninja said, rubbing his eyes.
He looks like shit probably another night at a brothel. Damn bastard couldn’t he act like a sensei once!?
“So where are they?” Something was wrong ninja drops are fast; this was taking to long almost like it was a trap….
And no sooner had he thought it was the trap sprung. From above a torrent of kunai rained down on them, He moved has did the Sensei unfortunately one of squad mates didn’t react fast enough and was skewered.
“Bastards! Where are they?” As the older ninja looked around a kunai whirred past his head nearly slicing his neck and he heard a cry of pain come from behind him. “Damn it, don’t cut it so close!”
“Shut up and do something then!” The ninja caught them and now they had to fight for their lives. But that was ok. He would slaughter the bastards who laid this trap. The Bastards that killed his squad mate. The bastards that awoke the gate.
And hopefully the image of those damned jade eyes would leave him…